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Acres ancient Andromache Antistrophe arms Arthur Ayodhya Banquo BARADAS Bharat bosom brother child dark Dasa-ratha dead dear dear Nora death deed door earth Enter Everyman Exeunt Exit eyes Fafnir fair faithful father Faulk Faulkland fear Fürst gentle gold Good-Deeds hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hecuba Helmer holy honour Huguet Kaikeyi Kausalya King Krogstad Lady Lakshman Lancelot land Lavaine Linden live Loki look lord Lydia ma'am Macb Macbeth Macd Malaprop Mauprat Melch mighty monarch never night noble Nora o'er pray prince Queen Rama Rama's Rank Regin Rich Richelieu righteous royal Sgan Sigurd Sir Anth Sir Anthony Sir Luc Sir Lucius Sita soul spake speak Stauff sweet sword Talthybius Tell thee thine thing thou hast thought thro Torvald Vasishtha voice Volsung wife woman word wrath Zounds
Pagina 23 - Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison. Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
Pagina 13 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pagina 27 - I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er: Strange things I have in head that will to hand, Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
Pagina 13 - Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards, his design Moves like a ghost.
Pagina 6 - Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use of nature...
Pagina 11 - We will proceed no further in this business: He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon.
Pagina 26 - Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Pagina 185 - Everyman, I will go with thee, and be thy guide, In thy most need to go by thy side.
Pagina 43 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.